April 2013 – Behind Closed Doors

@DianeRinella and Her #MatchMaker Site for #Authors and #Bloggers

Hello my lovelies! I’m excited to announce a brand new site set up by author Diane Rinella. It’s sort of like an match maker site where authors and bloggers can post a little bit about themselves and their work and let folks know what books they write or are willing to review. It’s a way for people to set up blog tours and guest spots between authors and bloggers who have the same interests.

As someone who writes erotica and erotic romance, most of my blog space has been devoted to the adult genres. Unfortunately there have been a few authors who’ve signed up for spots on one or more of my adult blogs, only to back out at the last minute because they’re uncomfortable being associated with the more adult themes. Well, just having very specific and explicit guidelines posted on my blogs hasn’t been enough to stop this sort of thing. I’ve even had people outright accuse me of not informing them of the adult content on my blogs.

Yes. You read that right. I was just as shocked as you are now. I’m not sure how much more I can do to avoid issues like that, but Diane’s site is definitely a helping hand. She set up an event on Facebook where she talks about what information she needs from authors and bloggers wishing to be listed on her site, Author and Blogger Exchange.

Authors? Look at the top of my site in the menu tabs. See the one marked NOVELS OF THE NOW AND FOREVER SERIES? If you click on that, it will take you to the page I set up to get summaries of the first two books of that series and in addition, I’ve included links to the first chapter of each book. Only through those links can you access those chapters. Now if a perspective blogger/reviewer is interested, they click on those links to investigate a bit further. If they are sure they want to read the book in exchange for a review, or would like to invite me to share my book and my work on their blog, then they send me and email. It’s that simple.

I can search for bloggers and reviewers on Diane’s site too. It makes things a hell of a lot easier and there aren’t any misunderstandings. We start off on the same page right from the start.

So go ahead and check out the Facebook page and the Author and Blogger Exchange. You’ll be glad you did!

~Tammy

OhMy! Get a Second Chance at Love with @JessBuffett and Her #newrelease #LGBT #eroticromance

It’s the start of another week and time for Oh My! Monday here at Behind Closed Doors. I’m excited to welcome author Jess Buffett. She’s kicking off her promotional tour here with me today and she ends it with me on May 11th over on Sassy Vixen Publishing. Originally she was going to promote two books during the tour, but the second one has been delayed for a week or so, but don’t you worry! We’ll have her back to share that one with us too. For today, let’s take a sneak peek at her new novel, Always Been You, due to be released on May 4th from Silver Publishing.

Blurb

Seth Hall returns to his hometown for the first time in eleven years. Now a father of two, he vows not to let his past intervene when he sets up a happy, stable life for them. That is, until Jared, the boy who had broken his heart all those years ago, turns up wanting a chance with him.
Jared Stewart thought he had lost his only chance to be with Seth. When Seth finally comes home, Jared makes it his mission to catch Seth once and for all but unfortunately not everyone wants that to happen.
Will they be finally able to make a life for themselves together? Or will they be torn apart again, by people they thought they could trust?

Adult Excerpt

The heat that spread into Jared’s eyes was almost enough to sear him. Anticipation built as they raced back to Seth’s house.

Seth struggled to get the door unlocked as Jared nibbled on his neck. Fuck that is distracting. Seth finally managed to get them in. Just as they were inside, his body was slammed back against the still-closing door, Jared’s lips crushed to his. Heat coiled its way up his spine and he suddenly found it hard to breath.

“God. I’ve wanted you forever,” Jared muttered as he traversed his lips along Seth’s neck, biting and sucking. Seth knew he was being marked and reveled in it.

“Yes. Forever. Do something, J,” he pleaded, undulating against Jared, desperately seeking friction.

Seth linked his arms around Jared’s neck, drawing him in for another mind-melting kiss. Jared’s hand slid down to cup his ass, lifting him up on to his toes and tugging him closer, smashing their erections together. Oh, so good. He was confused when Jared abruptly stepped back, until he used the distance to strip the shirt he wore from his body. Mapping the well-toned chest with his fingers, Seth ran them through the small smattering of light hair before lifting his arms, allowing Jared to remove his tops. Seth had always been embarrassed by his thinner frame, but seeing the desire burning in Jared’s eyes gave him the confidence to tug the larger man to him. Their bare chests collided and Seth couldn’t contain the lustful moan as his nipples brushed against the other man’s skin. He felt Jared harden all over and couldn’t resist lowering his mouth to take in one of those brown discs, sucking hard, before biting down on it.

“Ah, fuck yeah,” Jared groaned, thrusting his hips forward as he tugged Seth’s head closer.

Seth yelped when Jared suddenly picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. “What the hell are you doing?”

“Can’t wait. Bedroom. Now.” Jared only seemed capable of simple sentences, and didn’t that just stroke the ego—at least until he was thrown onto the bed. Before he could utter a complaint, Jared was on top of him, taking his lips again. Christ, that was good. Nipping, teasing and suckling, Jared’s hand trailed down to cup Seth’s bulge.

“Pants. Off. Now,” Seth panted, arching into the caress as Jared began rubbing his hard prick.

Chuckling, Jared leaned back, rushing to strip the both of them. Moments later they lay naked, leaking cocks straining against one another. They lay there for what seemed like an eternity, sipping at each other, drugging themselves further on euphoric kisses until neither of them could stand it any longer. Seth held his breath as Jared leaned over and grabbed the lube from the drawer. This was it.

“How long has it been, babe?” Jared asked.

Not expecting the question, it took a minute for the words to register and for him to respond. “Um, at least two years.”

“I haven’t been with anyone in two years, either. I know I’m clean. Do you trust me?” There was no pressure in his voice or on his face and Seth knew that if he said no, Jared wouldn’t be upset.

The idea of Jared deep inside him with no barriers, nearly had Seth coming then and there. “Yes. Nothing between us, please.”

Jared took his time making his way down Seth’s body, nipping and teasing. Seth took in a breath when he felt the puffs of warm air brush against his cock. He was so primed. He was afraid he would blow at the first touch. A deep, wrenching groan was ripped from his throat as heat suddenly engulfed him, the delicious sight of the other man’s lips around his cock was amping him up more and more. A finger tapped against his entrance, causing Seth to whimper and spread his legs further apart in silent approval. As the finger breached him, Seth couldn’t stop from pushing down onto the digit before thrusting back up into Jared’s talented mouth; the dual sensations caused Seth to arch his back, trying to push the finger further in. Another was added, scissoring inside of him, loosening him up for Jared. The other man was not small, looking to be at least nine inches. Seth cried out before slamming back down on the digits prepping him, as Jared crooked his fingers to brush over his prostate. He wasn’t going to last—he just knew it.

When Seth felt a third finger inserted, he was sure he would explode. Just before his orgasm hit, Jared wrapped his fingers around the base of Seth’s cock. Pulling off his length with an audible pop, Jared looked up. “Uh-uh not until I’m inside you, babe.”

“Then hurry up and get inside me, you evil man,” he ground out.

“Gladly.”

* * * *

Ohhhhh! I can’t wait until May 4th to get my copy. This story sounds absolutely delish. 😉 If you want to make sure you get “in line” for your own copy and find out more about Jess, click on the links below. Make sure you visit with me on May 11th at Sassy Vixen Publishing for a Saturday Spotlight interview with Jess. Who knows what more goodies she’ll have in store for us then!

Silver Publishing Buy Link
WEBSITE
FACEBOOK
TWITTER
GOODREADS

Debuting The Final Version of The Courtship of the Vampyre #Trailer #erotica #poetry #vampires

I’ve finished the final version (hopefully) of the video trailer for The Courtship of the Vampyre. As I created it with the Windows Live Movie Maker, the entire vision of the series hit me like a ton of bricks. There is so much information that I’m not sure I’ll be able to get it written down fast enough, but I’ll give it the ole college try! LOL

Back to the video…while I watched it for the “gazillionth” time I realized it’s one of the videos that tell the story of the series. It shows the underlying tragedy that ripped apart a family forever. That’s the heart of the entire series really. One brother is given the blessing that another brother feels should be rightfully his and demands to have it too. Well, when you mess with The Three (Yeshua, Lady Fate, and Lucius) and question their reasoning behind what they do, you end up with the short end of the stick. Just sayin’!

So when you’re the one receiving the short end and you have to live an eternity being reminded of it every single waking moment of every day, you tend to get bitter and turn to your dark side. Everybody has one, but some of us tend to embrace it a bit more fully than the rest of us. That would be Malachi, the seventh son of Adam. Even as bad as he is, he ends up finding a partner that can go toe to toe with him. She cropped up while I was looking at the photos to use for the video I released today. I don’t know her name yet, she’s a bit shy around me at the moment but I hope to get her to tell her tale soon…real soon. It’s looking like Malachi and this dark beauty will be the focus of Kayne Legacy 3.

Okay okay! I’ll stop talking in riddles and show you the video. As always, let me know what you think of it and the story. The text in the main body of the video is one of the poems that’s included in the book. It’s one that told Cain’s story in an abbreviated form, but one that served it’s purpose nonetheless.

Enjoy!

Coming Soon From Behind Closed Doors And @dochappycamper

Hello all!

I just finished finalizing my plans to attend RomCon 2013. Now registration, hotel and flights are secured. Whew! Flying these days is getting to be expensive but in this case I’m happy to part with the money. There is no way in hell my husband and I will drive from California to Colorado. I can handle the drive to Vegas, but longer than that I’m just not thrilled about. LOL This will be the very first romance convention for me and I can’t wait! To be able to meet up with authors I’ve only been able to chat with online up until this point is so exciting and all of us get to hang out with fellow readers…to say I bouncing in my seat with excitement would be an understatement.

I’ve ordered books to sign and sell at the author signing days, swag to give out in gift baskets from Four Seduced Muses and Sassy Vixen Publishing, business cards, trading cards and all sorts of fun stuff to share. It’s going to be a lot of fun and to have my hubby there with me makes it all extra special. He’s supported me through all my publishing endeavors and is the Chief Operating Officer of Sassy Vixen Publishing LLC, so of course he’ll be there with me. Truthfully, he’s a bit of the possessive type and will be giving anyone the evil eye if he thinks they’re trying to hit on me. Bwahahaha! Gotta love the man!

The new features I’ve started on all the blogs along with the new banners have been a big hit! My alter ego Lia Michaels is having a blast at The House of Taboo with the “special guests” surprising the authors who stop in for the features. That whole thing’s taking on a life of it’s own and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now if I can just get her to finish Call of the Thunderbird so we can get it edited for publishing…

Sassy Vixen Publishing is moving forward with a few additional projects including Lia’s work, Stephanie’s first novel The Do Over and two more books of poetry. Keep checking here and on the Sassy Vixen pages to get more information.

I’ve got the Behind Closed Doors Street Team page ready here and on Facebook. I’m looking for some folks to join me in promoting my work and overall celebrating with me when I do have new releases. Click on the button on the right side of this blog to take you to the street team information page to see what being on the team would entail. If you’re interested in being a member, leave a comment with your contact information and I’ll add you to the list on the Facebook group page too.

I’m currently working on the video trailer for The Kayne Legacy Series. Of course it will include the hot models on the cover for The Courtship of the Vampyre and the models who’ve inspired the characters in The First Borne and the rest of the series. I’m shooting for releasing the video this weekend if all goes according to plan. What that means is if my computer and Windows Movie Maker cooperate with each other. LOL!

For more information and a sneak peek at the first two chapters and an adult excerpt, click on The Kayne Legacy tab in the menu at the top of the page.

Monday, fellow author Jess Buffett kicks off her book tour here with me at Behind Closed Doors and ends it at Sassy Vixen on May 11th. Author DX Luc just signed up to do a feature here on Friday May 3rd for Fantasy Free For All. I’ve decided to use the same Friday feature as we have on Through Stephanie’s Eyes for continuity. So many changes and so much fun coming up over the next two months!

Until next time

~Tammy

#poetry #erotica Scavenger Hunt to Find A Signed Copy of The Courtship of the Vampyre

I’m having a great time today at Coffee Time and More’s Latte Lounge with several authors from teh Vampire Book Realm. Today is our eloop chat and we’ve got about five or six more hours to go before it’s all over. Several authors have giveaways and have been sharing bits and pieces from their latest releases or works in progress. Today I shared The Courtship of the Vampyre and the basic story line for The Kayne Legacy series. As you can see above, I’ve started a new tab in the menu for the new series and I even have two hidden pages with excerpts. I’ll include the links here for those of you who wish to check them out. Please leave a comment on them to let me know what you think of them so far.

First Two Chapters of The First Borne

Adult Excerpt from The First Borne

Now for another surprise…

A SCAVENGER HUNT!!!

Here’s the list of items for my scavenger hunt. You can find all the answers to these questions from the pages on my website Behind Closed Doors. Through here, you can get the links to any of the other blogs I own or am part of to help answer the questions and earn you a signed copy of The Courtship of the Vampyre.

What celebrity do I have a major girl crush on?

What is my nickname on Four Seduced Muses?

What are the names of my other alter egos/pen names?

Who is the seventh son of Adam?

Who cursed the seventh son after he interfered with Cain’s blessing?

Who is the actor who inspired the one who cursed the seventh son? Hint: He inspired the same character in my Now and Forever series.

Who is the driving force and muse for all of my poetry and my writing in general?

Bonus Question in case of a tie:

What is my “evil day job?”

Send your answers to me at tammydenningsmaggyauthor@gmail.com

I’ll pick a winner tomorrow night.

Good luck and have fun!

~Tammy

OhMy! #Rubenesque Heroines and #AlphaMales All Around!

Welcome to the first revamped Oh My! Monday here at Behind Closed Doors. This week we have an extra special treat. My friend and fellow author Natasha Blackthorne stops in again to share another of her fabulous Regency erotic romances. Not only does she write about those Dominant Alpha Males, Natasha has them fall for the curvy girl. Since I can relate to that sort of heroine, I’m immediately drawn to Natasha’s stories. Long or short, I want to read them all! This time, she’s here to share a bit from A Measured Risk. Sit back, relax, and let Natasha tell her tale.

A MEASURED RISK features a shy, intellectual, strong-willed widow with real life curves (Rubenesque/BBW) and a protective, possessive Dominant, alpha male hero. This is a story of Dominance and submission with light BDSM, emotional healing, trust and love.

* * *

A Measured Risk is an Erotic Historical Romance. This means it contains graphic sexual language. It also means that there is a greater focus on the development of the romance through eroticism than in Mainstream/Traditional Steamy or Spicy Romance.

Blurb

He is her most dangerous temptation and now he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?

Emotionally scarred in the horrific accident that took her husband’s life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longed to be closer to the fascinating Earl of Ruel. She sensed intuitively that he could teach her how to overcome the terrors that held her in bondage.

And now she’s willing to risk almost anything-her reputation, even her virtue-to find out. But what he proposes startles her.

When the shy, studious and socially awkward young widow approached him, Ruel instantly sensed she would be the sweetest, most submissive experience of a lifetime-if only he can gain her total and complete trust. He makes her a non-negotiable offer. His help in return for her submission and obedience.

But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome, charming husband. She’s learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts no one but herself.

How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break through her self-protective defenses and show her how to love when he has spent his lifetime avoiding that tender trap?

Adult Excerpt

“Why did you run away?” His deep voice settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s night.

“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last word.

Ruel placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door. His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.

He appeared different. Softer. More approachable.

At the change, her insides seemed to flip over.

“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to distraction with endless hunting and fencing.”

As he slowly wrapped the curl around two fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so intense that she shivered and her nipples beaded, pressing against her stays. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.

His eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually fierce exterior.

Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear. She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little. Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.

It should be easy to regain her control.

But now, as late afternoon sun rays played over his pale hair, turning it to the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew away.

Say something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.

An intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.

“In a situation like this, alone with a gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down the corridor, accentuated their isolation. He brushed his fingertips over her cheek and his gaze became so piercing that she had to lower her eyes. “She will invariably ask herself if he will try to kiss her.”

She jerked her eyes back to his face. God, he couldn’t mean to—Not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her. She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.

He leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly yes.”

She should demand that he put his arm down so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He was so close to her, his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a fraction, she’d be kissing him.

Kissing him.

Dear God. Her breath began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with a suppressed moan.

His eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her, if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could express itself no other way.

Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles to every point of her body, even her toes.

But no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.

He kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all the harder upon her.

Heart pounding and unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.

His lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.

He lifted his head.

It was done.

Ended.

And it hadn’t even begun.

He held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for it would give away too much of how she was affected.

Never show your feelings.

He traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled in her pelvis, low and spreading even lower.

She went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.

It should not have affected her so profoundly. It had just been a peck—not a true kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.

Ruel traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his touch.

“Of course, once he has kissed her, then it’s his turn to wonder…” His voice sounded unnaturally loud to her ears. “How will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”

She sensed that he was toying with her. She’d didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry this ruse off? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.

“Please don’t make sport of me.”

She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading voice really hers?

An infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was as smooth as velvet.

“To please your vanity,” she replied, trying to regain her wits.

“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest. The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand, his heart beat was rapid and strong.

“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.

The warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.

“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going kiss you again.”

Then he touched his mouth to hers, more firmly this time.

Delicious, steady pressure. Her lips trembled and she clutched his lapels. He lifted his head. At the loss, a throaty, pleading moan sounded in her ears. Had it really come from her?

Clearly, now was the time for her to reassert some control over her reactions. To put him at a more comfortable distance.

“Kiss me back.” At the commanding edge in his voice, hot, sweet honey pooled in her belly.

No. Focus.

What had she wanted to ask him? Focus? Dear God, what rubbish. She could scarcely remember her own name, much less anything else. What madness had made her think she could maintain control over him?

He traced her mouth with his tongue. Deliberately; lingeringly. This time she couldn’t hold back a moan. She had grown to dislike it when William kissed her opened mouthed. It had always seemed such an overheated, messy thing. But where was her coldness now? She was burning to know what it would feel like to know Ruel’s full kiss. She had to know—just once—or she would surely die.

Just once. Certainly once wouldn’t hurt.

Tentatively, tremulously, she opened her mouth…

* * *

Wasn’t that fabulous? Do you want to read more? Here’s the links to get your very own copy of this book.

To Purchase a Paperback Copy
Barnes and Nobles | Total-e-Bound | Amazon USA | Amazon UK

The Ebook is currently available for 99 cents

All Romance Ebooks | Amazon

Natasha’s Website

Blog

Twitter

Revamping New Guest Features

Hello peeps! I’ve been busy working on a few different things to jazz up the blogs and designed a couple new banners/buttons to help promote each post. We’ve also added Wild and Wicked Wednesdays to the guest spot line up. I’m still deciding about the design of the Saturday Spotlight banners, but here’s the two I have so far.

I’ll update you all on the Saturday Spotlight Banner as soon as it’s ready. I have to talk it over with Lia. We have to decide if we want separate banners for our blogs, or use a common one.

Another thing I’ve created is the Behind Closed Doors Street Team. If you’re interested in learning more about that, click on the button on the right of this blog. It will take you to the page that explains it all, and gives you the link for the private Facebook Group.

I’ve had a great time making these banners and buttons with GIMP. Of course I’m still figuring things out, so if you have any suggestions as to how to make the banners pop just a bit more, leave a comment below.

Until next time

~Tammy

Oh My! @twoodwriter and Her Fallen Angel #Lucius Find Heaven On Earth

Welcome to Oh My! Monday here at Behind Closed Doors. I have a very special treat today. Many of you know that my friend and fellow author Tara S. Wood has been a recent guest on my sister blogs Sassy Vixen Publishing and The House of Taboo to celebrate the April 1st release of Lucius the first book in The Fallen series. We had such a great time surprising her with two special guests at The House of Taboo, that my alter egos and I thought it would be fun to ask one of the surprises to join me here today. It seems that the lovely Tara had such a marvelous time with Lia, myself, Michael Fassbender and Tom Hiddleston last weekend, that she nearly missed her release party celebrations…

Okay, she wasn’t too late for them, just a couple hours. Michael, Lia and I blamed it on Tom. When he asked Tara to be his escort for another night on the town, how was she to say no? He is her favorite after all. That part didn’t sit very well with Michael and it took another wild night at The House of Taboo to make it up to him…and Tara’s promise to spend a night out with him the next time he made it to The Temptations Resort. Right now, Temptations is only open to authors and a few special guests, but later this year it will be open to the “public.” (readers and fans that is!)

Meanwhile, Tom felt so guilty about making Tara nearly miss her release party he agreed to join me here today and read the very same excerpt he read for all of us on Taboo’s Center Stage just over a week ago. So without further adieu, I’ll turn over the blog to Hiddles…errr…Tom Hiddleston. 😉

The need to be inside her was staggering now that he was naked. He wanted to go slow, to savor this moment, to bring her to the edge over and over again until she shattered with the force of it. Hunger clawed at him with every touch of her lips and hands on his body. She was doing the teasing, stoking the fires of his desire to a fever pitch and doing her best to damn him with sensation. His wings burned and itched under her touch, rippling with a life of their own. Muscles long out of use throbbed and surged beneath his skin. He couldn’t take much more of this.

“Persephone,” he panted, “I-I can’t-” He plunged a finger inside her and groaned, the slick folds parting with an ease that had him dying for more. Lucius heard her suck in a breath.

“God, please!”
He’d thought touching her would satiate the need to be inside her. His mind reeled at the hoarse sounds coming from her throat as he stroked the softness of her sex and knew he would never be satisfied. Ever.

Her breath came in shallow little gasps while she bucked under the cadence of his hand. His body hardened in response as he felt her tense under the strain. She was wound tight like a spring, ready to explode. He would take her there if it killed him.

Her head thrashed on the pillow and she grabbed at him with furious hands, her lovely face awash with pleasure. Beads of sweat broke out on his body as he gritted his teeth and tried to ignore the rock hard pulsing of his cock.

“Please, Lucius. More…I need…” Her voice was pleading. Lucius drove his fingers faster, sinking into her, drawing out her desire. He felt her snap and she cried out his name as her back arched in climax, her body jerking its release.

He held her close, whispering soothing words over the curve of her ear, but she wasn’t finished. Her hungry hands reached for him again, and he gasped as she found his hard length and wrapped her hand around it.

“I want you inside me. I want to feel you,” she whispered.

He was lost. Lucius spread her legs with his knee and positioned himself at her center. He growled, “Mine” again, and thrust hard, joining them deep. She absorbed the shock and hung on, urging him higher. Persephone’s body wrapped around his as if they were made for each other, locked together in a perfect fit.

At their joining, the wings on his back blazed hotter, the fire spreading through his limbs. He felt them shift and pull as if they were trying to break free from his earthbound form and unfurl into the night. They roiled under the surface of his skin, threatening to pierce their way out. He groaned louder, her sweet little body taking all of him and clasping so tightly he could barely breathe. He wanted to fly. His skin crawled with it. With each pounding thrust he could feel it, and the pain of his wings hissed and fought with the pleasure of his body. He wanted to soar.

Persephone’s soft moans and gasps fueled his desire, rocketing it forward, and he could no longer hold back. His hips pistoned back and forth, rocking her against the mattress, each satiny stroke destroying his sanity. Somewhere in the distance, he heard her call his name and felt her tense again. Her second orgasm drove him over the edge, the contractions of her sex triggering his blinding response. The explosion nearly knocked him over and everything went white. His balls tightened and his body flexed, and Lucius threw back his head and shouted in triumph. He was flying. After all this time, he was flying.

Thank you for stopping in today, Tom! I have to say, on behalf of myself, Lia and even Michael this makes up for monopolizing Tara’s entire night!

I hope you enjoyed that and make sure you get a copy of this FABULOUS book for your very own. Here’s where you can find it and more about Tara.

@PalomaBeck Celebrates the Release of #HoldMyHand #eroticromance

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors. This week’s Oh My! Monday spot has been reserved for a very special friend and fellow author Paloma Beck. Today she is celebrating the release of her very first self-published novel Hold My Hand. Paloma has been a guest on my blogs before with books she’s done the “traditional” way…with a publisher. This time, she took the plunge and did one on her own. This is what I hope to be the first of many release party blitz posts we do with Paloma. Congratulations, my friend! Now I’ll just turn things over to her and let her enjoy the party. 🙂

It’s Release Day for Hold My Hand!

Hold My Hand is an Erotic Contemporary BDSM Romance about Aubrey, a young woman filled with hurt, and William, a man who couldn’t walk away. They’re navigating through a relationship that may have too many hurdles… or perhaps not, as long as she can hold his hand.

To celebrate, thirteen blogs will be giving Hold My Hand a shout out today. Readers can go to each one for an additional entry into a drawing for a $20 Starbucks gift card. It’s only fitting since Aubrey and William meet at the coffee shop where she works. There are many ways to enter but only ONE LUCKY READER will WIN. Increase your chances by visiting each blog listed below…

Title: Hold My Hand

Author: Paloma Beck

Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance

Elements: BDSM-lite, Consensual Adult Spanking

Release Date: April 1, 2013

Editor: Perk It Up Editing

Cover Design: Erin Dameron-Hill Graphics

Website: Hold My Hand

ISBN: 9781301768714

Blurb

Aubrey has been hurt in the past, discouraged and degraded by a heartless father. Still, William sees something in her that won’t allow him to walk away. Instantly drawn to her but intuitive enough to take it slowly, he courts her. Then he bargains, persuades and seduces until he ensnares Aubrey with his commanding nature. He’s everything she ever needed but never had the courage to want for. Despite the fight she puts up in accepting William’s lifestyle, the bonds he places on Aubrey give her a freedom she desperately needs. Together, they heal old wounds and find their perfect love.

BUY LINKS

Smashwords

Amazon

Excerpt

When he seated me on the edge of the chair nearest the fireplace and began to stoke the embers of the fire, I kept my eyes cast down. He made me nervous, those same nerves I felt once living under my father’s roof. No, I reminded myself again, not those nerves exactly. William told me I was beautiful so I know it’s not the same. He was nothing like my father though that tension –the tiny feeling of inadequacy I can’t quite shake- was so similar; I shied away from his gaze. Yet at the same time I craved William, his presence completely overwhelmed me.

He moved behind me, seated himself with his legs on either side of my body and pulled me down to him. My back to his front. My heat to his heat. My body to his body. I shivered, wanting nothing more than to be what he wanted me to be. I assured myself my desire to please was different this time. I was already pleasing William. He told me as much and I believed him. After all, I had to believe in something.

His fingers on my shoulders distracted me. “You’re so tense, sweet Aubrey. Won’t you just relax in my arms tonight?”

“I’ll try. I don’t relax often.”

“No, Aubrey. Your answer to me is yes, sir.”

“Yes sir,” the whisper floated from my lips on a sigh. It was such a certain response, it left no room for me to fail or disappoint. I found comfort in the statement and relaxed into his body.

“Good. Well done.” His affirmation bolstered my confidence. I’ve not received many compliments that I can recall and it felt nice. I couldn’t help but smile while the pride at such a simple act made my chest feel tight.

William aligned his body against mine so that I could feel him as part of myself. Then I realized he could feel every inch of me against him. He could feel my imperfections. I tensed, wondering what he’d think of me when he got a closer look. I was no longer overweight but now I was slight and never held any real beauty. When he realized this, my time with him will most likely end.

He molded my shoulders and back with his strong fingers. “Relax into me and let me took care of you,” William tickled my neck with his words and a tiny shiver ran along my spine.

“I thought it would be the other way around.”

I felt his laugh against my neck. “You think too much. Time for thinking was over. Now simply trust in me to take care of you.”

His warmth enveloped me. I was caught in him, absolutely ensnared by all that he was.

About the Author

Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction… she’s a happily married carpooling mom writing erotic romance. It’s almost naughty! Paloma writes in both the Contemporary and Paranormal realms, journaling the stories her characters tell her, and they are anything but PG. She dabbles in vampires, witches, ménage, spanking and bdsm – all in her books, of course. Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better.

Connect with Paloma

Paloma will be doing a full two-week release tour for Hold My Hand. You can find more information about her tour at her blog, Romance Beckons. She’ll be giving away a-book-a-day and the chance to name the pet William purchases for Aubrey in book two, Heal My Soul.

Don’t forget to enter today’s contest. ENTER NOW!

a Rafflecopter giveaway